The Princess' Rebirth and Revenge

Facing such a powerful opponent, Haoyu was not afraid at all. He took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his state, ready for the upcoming battle. With a crisp sound of swords, the two men drew their swords almost at the same time, and the sword lights weaved together, forming a dazzling silver light curtain.

At first, Haoyu seemed a little flustered due to his lack of experience. The foreign warrior, with his rich combat experience and fierce offensive, repeatedly forced Haoyu to retreat. However, Haoyu did not give up. With the martial arts he learned in the training ground and his indomitable will, he gradually stabilized his position.

He remembered Wei An's teachings and flexibly applied the sword skills he had learned, sometimes feinting to lure the enemy deeper, and sometimes counterattacking to attack the vital points. As the battle progressed, Haoyu's sword skills became more and more proficient, and his offensive became more and more fierce. The foreign warrior gradually felt overwhelmed and began to panic.

Finally, in a fierce battle, Haoyu seized the opportunity and stabbed the warrior in the shoulder with a sword. The warrior screamed and the sword in his hand fell to the ground. Haoyu took the opportunity to sheath the sword and saluted to the warrior to show respect and honor.

The whole audience burst into thunderous applause and cheers. The guests all praised Haoyu's bravery and talent, and even the foreign envoy had to put away his previous contempt and cast an admiring look at Haoyu.

However, Haoyu's victory did not bring him any joy or satisfaction. He knew that although this challenge won him honor and respect, it also brought him some unnecessary troubles. The nobles who were dissatisfied with him began to make moves and secretly planned how to deal with him.

After the banquet, Haoyu returned to his bedroom with a heavy heart. He sat in front of the window and looked at the moonlight outside with mixed emotions in his heart. He knew that his impulse might bring unnecessary trouble to himself and his family, but he also knew that he could not go against his inner calling and belief.

"Haoyu, you're back?" Li Yuan's voice came from outside the door, breaking the silence of the bedroom. She pushed the door open and saw Haoyu's sad face, so she asked with concern, "What's wrong? Did something unhappy happen at the banquet?"

Haoyu looked up at his mother with guilt and uneasiness in his eyes: "Mother, I...I accepted a challenge at the banquet and...and I won."

Li Yuan was stunned at first, then she smiled with satisfaction: "Silly child, you did a great job. Your courage and talent have impressed everyone."

However, Haoyu shook his head and continued, "But my victory has also brought me some troubles, mother. Those nobles are beginning to be dissatisfied with me and they may secretly deal with me."

Li Yuan frowned slightly when she heard this, but she quickly regained her composure: "Haoyu, you must remember that there will always be some people in this world who are jealous and dissatisfied with your success. But you cannot retreat or give up your beliefs and pursuits because of this. You must learn to find a balance between maintaining your self and avoiding conflicts, and face all challenges with wisdom and courage."

Haoyu's heart suddenly became clear after hearing this. He held his mother's hand tightly and said gratefully: "Thank you, mother. I understand."

The sky of Yunhan Kingdom is still blue, and the sun shines through the clouds, covering this ancient land with a layer of golden glory. However, under this calm surface, a storm is quietly brewing. Haoyu, the young prince, not only won honors for his heroic performance at the court banquet, but also aroused the jealousy and uneasiness of some nobles.

In a corner of the palace, several figures gathered stealthily, whispering. Their eyes flickered, full of calculations and conspiracies. "That kid is too arrogant, we must teach him a lesson." A noble with a sinister face sneered, with a fierce arc at the corner of his mouth.

"That's right, we have to think of a way to make him fall flat on his face." Another person echoed, with a cunning light in his eyes. These nobles knew that Haoyu was not only the favorite of Li Jimian and Li Yuan, but also a strong competitor for the future throne. In order to protect their own interests and status, they would get rid of this thorn in their side at all costs.

At the same time, Haoyu and Wei An were sweating profusely while practicing martial arts in the martial arts arena. Under the sun, they were agile and their swords were as bright as lightning. Every confrontation revealed their extraordinary strength and tacit understanding. However, they did not know that a conspiracy against them had quietly unfolded.

"Wei An, I feel like something is wrong in the atmosphere in the palace recently." Haoyu said to Wei An during a break, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of confusion and uneasiness.

Wei An's expression became serious when he heard this. "Your Highness is right. I have noticed it too. It seems that there is always someone in the palace secretly spying on us." He lowered his voice and looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping. "We must be vigilant to prevent any accidents."

Haoyu nodded, with an ominous premonition in his heart. He knew that as a prince, he would inevitably become a victim of the power struggle. But he never thought that these conspiracies and calculations would come so quickly and so fiercely.